Caradoch
She ran from me.
Again.
Although last time she had walked away with her head held high and left me to my fate. She had been dignified in her rejection.
There was nothing dignified about her now. She just ran, banging into furniture as she tried to find her way out of a stranger's house.
Glancing angrily into Logan’s bemused face I went after her. I would deal with the wolf and his pack of backstabbing wolves later. Once I had caught up with Thana and made sure that she was real and not some figment of my imagination.
A breeze told me which way to go but when I stepped out the back of the house and surveyed the tree lines at the edge of the lawn there was no sign of her.
Not that it mattered. Now I knew she was here, there was nowhere she could hide.
A flash of white betw
